He stroked his bulging lower abdomen with his hand, and frowned again: "When the child falls to the ground, there are two finches in his cage, one big and one small, fluttering in the cage every day...... How interesting it was for him. ”

It's funny.

But her two shallow eyebrows were frowning, and between her low eyebrows and her chin, the sadness flowing from her eyes was warm......

Chapter 192 Hope is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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